The office shift was...well, it was rather boring. The loading process was painfully long and would take about 5 minutes just for it to get done. Helpy even took a small nap just to get by, while Mike just stared at the loading screen, the light of the monitor making him seem like an eternally undead creature brought to life through his own soul fusing with his own dead body.

Helpy eventually woke up with a yawn and when he saw it still wasn't done, he groaned in boredom. "Why is it taking so long?!?!"

"Helpy, Fazbear Entertainment is a bit cheap when it comes to technology. Back when I was a nightguard, there were places literally designed with blast doors that would open when the power went out, leaving you completely defenseless. And need I say, that I had a robot grizzly bear staring at me the whole time." Mike said with a chuckle.

Helpy gasped. "You actually met Freddy Fazbear?!?"

"Wait...You haven't seen him before? He's like, the face of this bloody company. His head is literally on the restaurant's building." Mike said, a bit confused as he raised an eye.

Helpy giggled a bit. "Yeah, I've never met him, but ever since I was built, I've heard stories about how much joy and fun has been brought to kids everywhere cause of Freddy Fazbear himself. He was the leader of them all and often a favorite! I've...always wanted to meet him, even if he's dismantled."

Mike smiled and patted the cub's head. "I'm sure you'll see him one day." He told him, not telling him about the fact that the only reason Freddy Fazbear was even alive was because he was actually a revenge crazed child spirit that wanted nothing but to see the Fazbear Killer destroyed and ripped to bloody pieces.

Helpy's optics were lit with wonder. "You think so?"

"Well, since Freddy is the face of this place, it's likely I'm gonna have to end up ordering him."

Helpy gasped. "YAY!!!" He exclaimed as he jumped into the air and then landed onto the table of the monitor, sitting on it. Thankfully, he was made of plastic and very light metal.

Mike smiled again, this cub was probably the only good thing about being at Freddy's again.

"So, umm, Mike. I know this is our first day, but I can't resist asking!"

"I've had a ton of questions said to me, sometimes quite rudely. Ask away."

"Why are you purple? I've studied humans before and know that there is such a thing as different colored ones, but my research said nothing about purple." He said, curiously tilting his head again.

Mike laughed, this time a bit nervous. What exactly was he gonna say? A mangled mess of wires that were possessed by psychotic children spirits including his younger sister scooped out his insides and used his body as a flesh suit for a couple months before his skin began to rot and turn purple, and not wanting to be given away, the mess of wires threw themselves out into the sewer to find a new flesh suit while his body remained there, becoming possessed by his own spirit while hearing his sister's voice? That would've been a mouthful.

"Boss? I mean, Mike? You ok?"

Mike nodded. "Yeah, it's just...how I got this is personal and boring grown up stuff."

"Did you...paint yourself purple?" Helpy asked, tilting his little head.

"Sure, we'll go with that."

Slowly, but surely, their shift ended and Mike and Helpy were free to open their pizzeria for the day, now that everything was ordered and shipped. The employees would thankfully be doing the unpacking...What a shame was is that he had to request them from Fazbear Entertainment, which spent a lot more money, but not too much to go broke.

"So...Is that all this job is? Ordering and shipping?" Mike asked, looking down at Helpy.

"No, you get to design and upgrade the restaurant a week from now! We just need to have everything here so we can make enough money by entertaining and making pizza to do so! And avoid lawsuits, heh."

Mike snorted. "How old even are you to know what a lawsuit is?"

"Umm, I'm about 7 years old in human years. But I'm programmed with the maturity of a 10 year old." Helpy replied, really having to think about that question.

"Henry makes some weird choices, but you're too dam- I mean too darn adorable to even question it, so I prefer it this way." Mike said, having a feeling he shouldn't swear...until he gets attacked at least.

Helpy laughed and then suddenly felt Mike boop his black nose, making a squeaking sound come out. "Umm...Why'd you do that?"

"Sorry. Couldn't resist."

Helpy snorted, feeling like he would end up crawling with laughter after giggling so much from today. "Well, we only have one more thing to do and then you can go home for the day!"

"Awesome! What is it?"

"The Salvaging." Helpy said simply and then lead Mike to a brown door and then tried to reach it, but he was too small. "I hate being short!!!" He pouted.

Mike laughed and then opened the door for him. "Maybe we should get you a step stool."

"I had one, but it was shredded..." Helpy said as he followed Mike inside, but then saw nothing but utter darkness at the table, the light didn't seem to be shining on anything except the cassette tape.

Mike sat down and then saw a clipboard and pen. "Ok, so I just play the tape?"

"Yup!" Helpy said as he hopped onto a second chair. "Just do what it says! I can help you!"

"That's kind of what your name implies." Mike said and then played the tape, which suddenly played Henry's voice.

"Before you is an animatronic found in the back alley. We are...unsure of its origins. It is part of your job that you complete the maintenance checklist before claiming it as salvage. Or, if you choose too, you can throw it back into the alley where you found it and forfeit payment. Please make your choice now." It said before finishing.

Mike looked at his paper and saw that this animatronic was worth a thousand dollars in parts and mechanics, but what confused him is that he saw nothing. "Ok, are we missing an animatronic or something?"

"Oh, the light's just not on!" Helpy said as he hopped down from his chair and then managed to hop up and flip the second light switch. "Done!" He said cheerfully and crawled back onto the chair to see...Mike had frozen in his place, his black and white eyes widened with shock. "Mike- AHHH!!!" Helpy screamed the moment he turned his head to see what the animatronic was.

It was a rabbit, but not Bonnie The Bunny. Its fur was a goldish-green color, seeming like it turned moldy and scratchy over the course of the years it's been abandoned. It had multiple tears and rips in its suit, revealing its metal endoskeleton that looked incredibly rusty, but it also showed dusty red things that didn't look like wiring, they almost looked like human insides. The rabbit seemed to be missing an arm and there was nothing but a sharp bone spike in its place. And last but not least, there was a head inside it, but not an endoskeleton head. A giant tear in the rabbit's head showed the top of a human skull.

"It's..." Mike couldn't believe his own eyes. "It's him...He survived..."

Helpy, more terrified of this robot than the one before it, grabbed onto Mike's arm, shaking with fear, imagining that thing coming to life and stabbing him with that bone spike.

Mike stayed silent before coming back to reality and seeing Helpy shake with fear. "...We're not salvaging him. I don't care if he's worth the world."

"G-Good idea..." Helpy whimpered. "H-H-He scares m-m-me..."

Mike stood from his chair, not noticing that Helpy grabbed his hand while walking with him, but when he tried to open the door, there was all too familiar laughter.

"What's wrong, Mikey? Too good to see your old man again?" A voice laughed. It sounded robotic and like it belonged to the cruelest person in the entire planet.

Mike turned and then saw that the rabbit had stood and his eyes were glowing a dark purple. With great strength, the rabbit flipped the table aside and charged at Mike and Helpy, stabbing his blade arm into the door since both Mike and Helpy dodged.

"Helpy. Hide. NOW!" Mike told him and took out the taser that Henry gave him while they were talking earlier.

Helpy didn't even need to be told twice and quickly hid behind a box, being able to do nothing but shake and whimper in fear while watching this demon rabbit try and kill Mike.

Mike growled and then shocked the rabbit in the neck, making him scream in pain before he swatted him to the wall.

"You're a lot more willing to fight your father than you once were, Michael..." The rabbit laughed as he walked closer.

Mike coughed. "You stopped being my father the moment you made those robots." He growled, clenching his taser.

"You and I both know that the robots were the least brutal deaths of brats." The rabbit snarled back and charged at Mike, but became shocked again, forcing him to fall to his knees. Mike grinned and then violently kicked the demon robot rabbit across the floor.

The rabbit coughed up a bit of oil and blood but just chuckled as he got up and watched Mike charge at him, but suddenly slashed at him with his boney fingers that seemed to have been sharpened to the point where they would be counted as claws.

Mike stumbled backwards, covering his face until the rabbit's knee was slammed into his stomach and he was slashed again, this time by the bone spike.

"Even when grown up, you're still weak as ever..." The rabbit laughed as he grabbed Mike by the neck and lifted him into the air. "When will you figure it out that when William Afton died, SCRAPTRAP took his place-"

"LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!" Helpy shouted, but gulping when he saw Springtrap turn to him.

Scraptrap just began to howl with evil laughter. "A toy?! A toy is what is going to defend you, Michael?!?!" The demon said before growling. "I'll tear them apart faster than I did those children..."

Mike quickly took action and used the taser to its full limit and shocked Springtrap right in his glowing eye, making him roar in pain, forcing him to drop Mike. Scraptrap stumbled to the wall, covering his face as he growled and swore with tremendous pain. Mike just got up and shocked Springtrap again, this time shocking him to the point where he shut down.

"I-Is...Is he...?" Helpy asked quietly as he walked over.

"No..." Mike said as he was about to finish off the demon until seeing that Scraptrap would just come back again, no matter what he did. If setting a building on fire with him in it didn't work, then nothing would. "Helpy, let's go. He'll wake up any second now."

Helpy nodded and followed Mike outside, now knowing he wouldn't be able to shut down in peace during the night ever since that. He may not have nearly died this time, but Scraptrap had terrified him to the point of not being able to feel safe without someone beside him.

Mike practically barricaded the room with Scraptrap inside it, not wanting that monster to get out. Once he was done, he looked at Helpy. "Are you ok?"

"I-I'm fine..." Helpy whimpered.

Mike kneeled down to his level. "What you did back there was brave, little guy. It gave me a chance to stop him. But...do me a favor and never do that again. You never know when you'll get hurt."

Helpy giggled, but this time nervously. "Y-Yeah...I-I-I guess you can go home now..."

"Are you sure? You look like you're about to burst into sobbing..."

"I-I'm fine. I just need some shut down time." Helpy said. "L-Long day, heh."

Mike sighed and got up. "If you say so...I'll take you to wherever you go. We have our official reopening tomorrow, remember?"

"O-Ok."